"Come."
Qin Hao spoke. There weren't many people left alive, just a few dozen, all looking as if they'd experienced the most terrifying thing in the world.
Upon hearing Qin Hao's words, those connected to him rushed over.
As for the others, they continued to flee.
At this moment, Sword Qi intertwined, terrifyingly boundless.
A massive deadly strike was launched, spreading out from the void, horrifying beyond measure.
Above the Sky Dome, blood splattered; a mighty figure was struck, immediately ground into a pile of minced meat, extinguishing all vitality.
Qin Hao took action. He protected the people around him. The Sword Embryo appeared, and with one slash, he collided head-on with the Sword Qi.
He seemed prepared, knowing where the enemy would strike from, easily blocking those attacks.
As for the others, another seven or eight died.
Sun Qitian escaped, one arm shredded, yet he didn't even grunt. Using the Mysterious Technique, his arm recovered.
